Camelot
Mystical realm at our fingertips,
Breathes with a life of its own,
Calling those destined to find it
And come to its landscape alone.
Its presence entirely surrounds us,
It is everywhere all at one time.
Its nurturing beauty is gentle,
Its scenery, always sublime.
In a blink of an eye we can be there,
Finding wonders at every turn.
Unmarked by the passing of seasons
Its fields full of talent can bloom.
Lit by a glow that's unchanging
It owns neither moon nor a sun
And timeless encounters there teach us
In joy we become all as one.
This land we behold is a blessing
Escape, its Creators true gift
And those who wander its vistas
Find meaning to save those adrift.
wow. simply sensational.
magical. too good lady Misty Blue.
thank you so much for sharing your amazing poetry with all of us and also the world.
You are overly generous. Not as good as it could be with more time but you made me want to create something especially for you magical realm. It perhaps doesn't do it justice but it is a start!
you deserve all the kindness lady Misty Blue.
your poetry is amazing. thank you for sharing your gifts and your creativity with your Camelot family and with the world.
and the most important thing is to just have fun and enjoy yourself.
all of Camelot is at your disposal. you have as much right to this place as any of us.
Lady Misty Blue
Great to see you here
I love you're creative prose
Enjoying every minute of it
You're an angel
and I would second that.
I would have to agree every word of that lady Divine.
lady Misty Blue is an angel.
Camelot
Mystical realm at our fingertips,
Breathes with a life of its own,
Calling those destined to find it
And come to its landscape alone.
Its presence entirely surrounds us,
It is everywhere all at one time.
Its nurturing beauty is gentle,
Its scenery, always sublime.
In a blink of an eye we can be there,
Finding wonders at every turn.
Unmarked by the passing of seasons
Its fields full of talent can bloom.
Lit by a glow that's unchanging
It owns neither moon nor a sun
And timeless encounters there teach us
In joy we become all as one.
This land we behold is a blessing
Escape, its Creators true gift
And those who wander its vistas
Find meaning to save those adrift.
Oh my. You did not create that. I refuse to believe tht such talent is amongst up and has encapsulated out little haven so succinctly. This is powerful.
Absolutely beautiful poetry everywhere you look now.
Long live our special Camelot family and long live Camelot.
Swim at the surface, Surf on the wave
Keep to the shallows my Dear
The ocean's depth do not think to brave
The current will pull you away.
Stay here in this moment, Glance briefly ahead
Don't linger too long in the past
Use every second and fill it with joy
Worry not how long it will last.
Stay light, keep it bright
Brush away tears with a smile
Give strength, hold a hand
And just be together a while.
When a loved one is fading
Life's light growing dim
There's so little else we can do
Than hang onto the love
And pray God above
Through the battle that soon Death will win
The innocent bloom,
Coaxed from the ground by deceitful sun,
Is slain by frigid fingers of frost.
Will it bloom again come Spring?
The innocent bloom,
Coaxed from the ground by deceitful sun,
Is slain by frigid fingers of frost.
Will it bloom again come Spring?
Very nice. I just marvel at how you guys sum up every day things so beautifully. How is it even possible that you can see such things, and explain them?
Uncanny.
I just came across this one. it caught my eye:
Colors Of Love
I've been thinking of a painting
That I've created in my mind
It's a painting of something special
For which colors are hard to find
I've searched all over
Even the rainbow that leads to the gold
In hope of finding those special colors
For my canvas to hold
I know this painting would turn out right
If I had those colors to start
Special colors full of emotions
From which I could paint from my heart
I'm not really a painter
Just a person with an empty palette of dreams
Someone searching for the color of love
And searching forever as it seems
What is the color of love
And why is it so hard to find
I know exactly what it looks like
But I only see it in my mind
Perhaps those colors are already with me
Somewhere deep inside
And can only be released through my emotions
Which I know I just can't hide
There's a masterpiece in my heart
Which my canvas will soon acquire
And with every brush stroke that I'd make
It soon would be ready to admire
Where is that special color
That I need so very much
To add to my palette
And give my painting its one final touch
This vision I have in my mind
Is really a painting of you
There's no need for rainbows
Only feelings that I know are true
I believe with all my heart
That love is any color you want it to be
For a masterpiece painted with love
Can be very special, for you and for me
- Ken Ross -
Oh this is beautiful, thank you! It made me smile. I often feel like this when I want words to describe something that captures me. I feel like I can't find phrases that are good enough!
Waiting
Excitement is the sparkle in my vein,
A tingling, secret, effervescent hope,
That sneaks up on an unexpected moment
To tantalize my senses with your name.
The drumbeat of my heart pounds out a hum,
The rhythm of the tires upon the road,
That carry you toward me with each second
That passes, as I drift beneath the sun.
Like a child awaiting dream's fulfillment
Anticipation will not be restrained
I pray your gentle heart will still be loving
And grant the tenderness that my soul craves.
I long to lie within your warm embrace
And watch again the sparkle on the sea
So as you bridge the distance that's between us,
I hope that you have not forgotten me.